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Chapter 414: Mo Anna’s Wedding from the Northern Xie Family

Chapter 414: Chapter 414: Mo Anna’s Wedding from the Northern Xie Family

"Die!"

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Zheng raised his palm, and like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, he lightly touched the other’s palms, effortlessly neutralizing that decisive strike.

Beneath Wen Kuo Hai’s horrified gaze, Xiao Zheng’s left leg bent slightly and then kicked up, landing a heavy blow on his chest.

"Ah!"

"Pfft!"

Wen Kuo Hai cried out in shock, his head thrown back, his body flying backward, his mouth spraying blood, which stained the stone path red with drops and splatters.

Then he heavily fell to the ground, his complexion ashen, like one who had lost his parents.

He propped himself up with an arm, trying multiple times to get up, but without success. In the end, he lay helplessly on the ground, devoid of the will to live.

A single move! He had been KO’d with just one move. If his disciples could see him now, he would lose face all the way to his grandmother’s house.

"Mr. Xiao, since I am defeated, you can kill or mutilate me, at your discretion!"

"Swoosh!"

Xiao Zheng appeared next to him like an apparition, grabbing the collar of his garment, and sneering coldly at his fearful eyes, "Tell me who sent you and I’ll spare your dog life!"

"I won’t tell you!"

After all, Wen Kuo Hai was a renowned expert of many years, with his own set of moral principles. Naturally, he would not betray his master, and with a grim smile, he said, "Go ahead and kill me. If I furrow my brow, I’m no man."

"Oh, that’s brave!"

Xiao Zheng’s mouth curved into a wicked smile. With a single hand, he slammed Wen Kuo Hai back to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

"Crack!"

The sound of hitting the ground was like thunder. Wen Kuo Hai felt as if his body was falling apart, excruciating pain assaulting him. He knew his body was broken in multiple places; thinking about resistance was futile, let alone standing up.

Before he could recover his wits, another sudden drop crashed him once more onto the cold stone path.

"Ouch!"

Finally, he lost the courage to boast of his old age. A few more throws like this and my old bones would be done for.

"Mr. Xiao, hold on! I have something to say."

"You have something to say? Then drink Meng Po’s soup and tell it to King Yan."

Xiao Zheng, relentless, switched from his left hand to his right when tired, then back again, tossing Wen Kuo Hai around like a dead dog.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sea breeze whimpered, accentuating Wen Kuo Hai’s powerless groans, sounding extremely mournful.

"Stop throwing me, I’ll talk!"

After another fierce throw, Wen Kuo Hai could no longer bear it and blurted out, "Mr. Xiao, it was Xie Anfeng, he’s the one who sent me! He said that before he marries Mo Anna, he wanted to get rid of you, the little mistress!"

"Is that so?"

Xiao Zheng’s eyes narrowed, a cold and deadly aura emanating from him. He tossed Wen Kuo Hai into the air, flailing like a fledgling not good at flying.

Then, his leg swept out like a whirlwind, heavily hammering on Wen Kuo Hai’s back, with the weight of a thousand catties.

"Get lost!"

"Ah!"

Wen Kuo Hai screamed as he spat blood, his body flying toward the sea, his voice of resentment trailing far behind.

"You’re not keeping your word; I already told you!"

"Whoosh!"

Like an injured osprey, Wen Kuo Hai helplessly fell into the sea, drifting with the waves.

Dammit, this Xiao Zheng must be a Grandmaster, absolutely!

Musing to himself, he exerted his remaining strength, invoking a strand of Gang Qi, and like a message in a bottle, floated further and further away.

"Idiot!"

Xiao Zheng was very satisfied with his masterpiece, not only had he vented his annoyance, but his mood had also improved.

"Nothing but Xie Anfeng’s lapdog, sparing you was simply out of respect for the old and love for the young!"

Heh heh!

Xie Anfeng, oh Xie Anfeng, in your eyes, Laozi is just a mistress?

With your kind of character, you’re totally unworthy of Mo Anna!

Even if Laozi can’t have Anna, I won’t let her wash her face in tears, enduring all kinds of humble sorrows under your lecherous power!

...Several days later...

The Xie Family home was adorned with lights and decorations.

Xie Anfeng, attired in an expensive suit, stood upright with a top hat on his head and a cane in his hand, and his shiny leather shoes gleamed brightly.

He looked at his watch, tapped his cane on the ground, and declared aloud, "It’s about time, let’s set off!"

"Yes, young master!"

A middle-aged matron dressed in a bright red wedding gown bowed respectfully and led Xie Anfeng to a western-style carriage.

Styled in a thick British flavor, the carriage was drawn by two strong horses.

Xie Anfeng sat upright inside the carriage, leaning on his cane, and shouted, "Let’s go, to fetch the bride!"

"Giddy up!"

The coachman shook the reins, and the strong horses started moving, their hooves clattering against the ground as they moved forward.

As the carriage jostled along, Xie Anfeng sat formally, with a proud tilt of his head and a slight squint in his eyes.

Heh heh, Laozi has waited for this day for a long time, among all the women, they come when called, leave when dismissed, only Mo Anna is an exception.

Boy riding bamboo horse coming around, playing with green plums by the bed, these memories from childhood to adulthood are like a first love, lingering in Xie Anfeng’s mind, impossible to dispel.

Wen Kuo Hai has already gone to Zhonghai, he’ll certainly be able to take down that punk Xiao Zheng.

This lowly mistress dared to steal Sister Anna’s heart, it’s detestable and deserving of death!

Hum, even if I can’t possess Anna’s soul, I must own her body, it’s a small goal that can be achieved tonight.

"As children, we played house together, she was flat as an airport, now she’s developed curves like a young cow, heh heh, truly something to look forward to."

As Xie Anfeng’s imagination ran wild, the carriage gradually moved away, heading towards the Mo Family’s residence.

Unlike the western style of the Xie Family.

The Mo Family adopted Huaxia’s traditional wedding customs, fiery red wedding attire, with auspicious wedding couplets posted around, and a Suona band playing boldly, adding to the joyous atmosphere.

Each member of the Mo family had a look of honor on their faces, to be able to climb the high branch of the Xie Family signified a bright future for the Mo Family.

"Heh heh, once Anna marries over, Laozi can resume mining my coal mines, I’ll have backers in high places."

"The group’s financing has always been problematic, but with just a shout from Xie Anfeng, everything will naturally fall into place."

"My son Mo Anquan has been hovering in the municipal bureau for years, it’s time for him to move to the provincial department, heh, now’s the opportunity."

"Uncle, I heard the Xie Family has many handsome men, when Sister Anna marries over, we must ease into things and try to get even closer."

"..."

Mo Yan Country’s smile was as wide as a blooming lotus, welcoming and entertaining the many friends and relatives.

By his side stood a woman still full of charm, who bore a resemblance to Mo Anna – it was Mo Yan Country’s wife, Lin Hongxia, also Mo Nana’s birth mother.

Lin Hongxia hurriedly pulled over a bridesmaid, anxiously saying, "Caihua, how is Anna’s preparation going?"

"Sigh!"

Caihua let out a sigh, her brows furrowed in distress, helplessly said, "Aunt Lin, has a ghost possessed Sister Anna? She has lost so much weight recently, the bridal gown made for her hangs loose, and there’s no joy in it at all."

"This damned girl, I don’t know which man has ensnared her soul, every day pulling a long face, like a walking corpse, not even listening to me, doing well if she eats one bowl of rice a day." The more Lin Hongxia spoke, the angrier she became; in her eyes, Xie Anfeng was an ideal, matchless son-in-law.